Passion

Angel: "It speaks to us, guides us. Passion rules us all, and we obey. What other choice do we have?"

Cordelia: "Oh God! I invited him in my car once. That means he can come into my car...whenever he wants!"
Xander: "Yep, you're doomed to havin' to give him and his vamp pals a lift whenever they feel like it, and those guys never chip in for gas."

Willow: "Really?! Me? Teach the class?! Sure!"
Jenny: "Cool."
Willow: "Oh wait. What if they don't recognize my authority? What if they try to convince me that you always let them leave class early? What if there's a fire drill? What if there's a fire?!"

Willow: "Will I have the power to assign detention, or make 'em run laps?!"

Buffy: "Willow, I thought I might take in a class. Figured I could use someone who knows where they are."

Joyce: "Come on, you can tell me anything. I've read all the parenting books, you cannot surprise me."

Joyce: "Don't tell me. He's changed. He's not the same guy you fell for?"
Buffy: "In a nutshell!"

Buffy: "When I woke up, I found a picture he left me on my pillow."
Xander: "A visit from the pointed tooth fairy."

Xander: "You know, I think there may be a valuable lesson for you gals here about inviting strange men into your bedrooms."

Willow: "I swear, men can be such jerks sometimes, dead or alive."

Buffy: "I just hope Giles can find a keep out spell soon. I know I'll sleep easier when I can...sleep easier."
Willow: "I'm sure he will. He's like...Book Man!"

Buffy: "Hey, sorry about your fish."
Willow: "Uh, it's okay. We hadn't really had time to bond yet."

Willow: "Oh darn! She's here. Five hours of lesson planning yesterday down the drain."

Buffy: "Look, I know you feel badly about what happened, and I just wanted to say..."
Jenny: "..."
Buffy: "...good. Keep it up."

Giles: "So how was your night?"
Buffy: "Sleepless, but no human fatalities."

Cordelia: "I actually had to talk my grandmother into switching cars with me last night."

Buffy: "You know, Cordelia, we've already done your car. Call it a night if you want."
Cordelia: "Thanks. And you know I'd do the same for you if you had a social life."

Buffy: "Sorry, Angel. Changed the locks."

Angel: "You know what I hate most about these things?" <throws orb against the blackboard, smashing it to pieces> "That they're so damn fragile. Must be that shoddy gypsy craftsmanship, huh?"

Angel: "'The ritual of restoration.' Huh, well, this-this brings back memories."
Jenny: "Wait, that's your--"
Angel: <rips paper>"Oh, my cure? No thanks. Been there, done that. Deja vu just isn't what it used to be."

Angel: "Looks like I get to kill two birds with one stone...and teacher makes three."

Angel: "Oh good, I need to work up an appetite first."

Willow: "Well, it went fine until Angel showed up and told Buffy's mom that he and Buffy had--well, you know, that...they had...you know...you do know, right?"
Giles: "Oh, yes, sorry."
Willow: "Oh good, 'cause I just realized that being a librarian and all, you maybe didn't know."
Giles: "No, thank you. I got it."

Angel: "Sorry, Jenny, this is where you get off."

Angel: "I never get tired of doing that."

Giles: "Perhaps I should intervene on-on Buffy's behalf...her mother, and maybe...say something?"
Willow: "Sure! Like, what would you say?"
Giles: "We--ahh...uh..."
Willow: <opens door>
Giles: "You will tell Buffy I dropped by?"
Willow: "You bet."

Buffy: "That stuff with the Latin and the herbs -- he's just real superstitious.

Willow: "Sorry, I have to talk to her. She's a teacher, and teachers are to be respected, even if they're only filling in until the real teacher shows up, because otherwise chaos could ensue."

Jenny: "I know you feel betrayed."
Giles: "Yes, well that's one of the unpleasant side-effects of betrayal."

Jenny: "I didn't know I was gonna' fall in love with you. Oh God, is it too late to take that back?"
Giles: "Do you want to?"

Willow: "Although, for the first time, I'm glad my parents didn't let me have a puppy."

Drusilla: "Her owner died...without a fight."

Spike: "I won't have you feeding me like a child, Dru!"
Angel: "Why not? Already bathes ya', carries ya' around and changes ya' like a child."

Willow: "I'm gonna' have a hard time explaining this to my dad."
Buffy: "You really think it'll bother him?"
Willow: "Ira Rosenberg's only daughter nailing crucifixes to her bedroom wall? I have to go over to Xander's house just to watch A Charlie Brown Christmas every year."
Buffy: "I see your point."
Willow: "Although it is worthwhile to see him do the Snoopy dance."

Cordelia: "Willow, are you aware that there are no fish in your aquarium?"
Willow: <whimpers>

Xander: "Hey, how come Buffy doesn't get a snotty 'once again you boil it down to the simplest form' thing?"
Giles: "..."
Xander: "Watcher's pet."

Drusilla: "Where have you been? The sun is almost up, and it can be so hurtful."

Angel: "Well, maybe next time, I'll bring you with me, Spike. Might be handy to have you around if I ever need a really good parking space."
Spike: "Have you forgotten that you're a bloody guest in my bloody home?"
Angel: "And as a guest, if there's anything I can do for you...any responsibility I can assume while you're spinning your wheels...anything I'm not already doing, that is."

Shopkeeper: "I just love those New Agers. They help to send my youngest to college."

Xander: "Well, good morning, ladies! And what did you two do last night?"
Willow: "We had kind of a pajama party sleepover with weapons thing."
Xander: "Oh, I don't suppose either of you had the presence of mind to locate a camera to capture the moment?"

Willow: "I have to go. I have a class to teach in about five minutes, and I have to arrive early to glare disapprovingly at the stragglers."

Giles: "He's just trying to provoke you, to taunt you, to-to goad you into, uh, some mishap or some other sorts."
Xander: "The nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah approach to battle."
Giles: "Yes, Xander. Once more you've managed to boil a complex thought down to its simplest possible form."

Xander: "Yeah, the more people who know the secret, the more it cheapens it for the rest of us!"

Giles: "I told you, I will find a spell."
Buffy: "What about until you find a spell?"
Cordelia: "Until then, you and your mother are welcome to ride around with me in my car."

Xander: "Hello! Excuse me, but have you ever heard of knockin'?"
Jonathan: "We're supposed to get some books...on Stalin."
Xander: "Does this look like a Barnes & Noble?"
Giles: "This is a school library, Xander."
Xander: "Since when?"

Cordelia: "Why doesn't he just slit her throat, or strangle her while she's sleeping, or cut her heart out? What? I'm trying to help."

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